Before stepping out
Lest somebody may shout
Sir, please! Your pant’s buttons, attend!
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Oh, my Father in Heaven,
And sets my heart free of clutter,For you, my songs of praise, I reserve.All my life, I shall singWithout fail, in bloom or gloom,On every unfolding dayThrough months and yearsTill death and beyond.Let my songs sail across the skiesAnd with the chorus of the heavenly band, unite.Oh, the benevolent Lord of all creation,Custodian of all…
His mind like a deciduous forest
in the blighting autumnal blast.It is bare – dismally barrenof all memories – sweet and sour.Like a kite afloat in the boundless skymoving nowhere, but as the wind directs,cut out from the past, turned from the presentwith the future yet to surge from the abyssor like serpents intertwining,hissing in turmoil within the brain,unable to sense…
I lay down to sleep
At some unearthly hourWakened up from sleepBy its howls and shrieksI don’t know when itTurned into a tumultuous roarAnd why I failed to noticeThe windows turning on their hingesAnd the doors snap open and shutWhen I woke up, I sawThe land inundatedTrees, arm twistedAnd the leaves still sheddingDrops of tears!
Like a creature hibernating in its burrow
The seed of a poem lay dormant in my heartThrough the long winter awaiting another springAfter staying torpid inside for longAt a time I expected it the leastTimidly came out the first wordAs shaky as a calf getting up for the first timeThen another came and word after word in a rowLike pellets of rain…
We are the wave
embracing and drifting apartmeeting only for secondsover our heads seagulls roararound us soapy foams gigglewill I ever hold you again?wish once moreI could run into your armssometimes, I feelI am on a journey to youwith a prayer not to reach youonce I reachwhat shall I do?what will you do?so till death, let me scuttlebetween the…
Riding down on the wheels of Time,
Pleasure it was to halt awhile,At the start of life as a little kid,Much we enjoyed those care free days,With fun and frolic all around,Nothing to bother and none to nag,Far removed from staring gaze.Great it was to ‘dwell’ inside,The house we built with twigs and leaves.We donned the guise of ‘Dad and Mom’,And ate…